Tuesday

Since Kristie had to go back to work the day after Christmas, I had to babysit (just kidding BK - I know there's no such thing as babysitting. It's called parenting. But there was a baby involved as well as some sitting . . .).

We had quite the day. Since Kristie had so much time with Kenzie right away, I really felt like I was missing out. And I was.

Friday was the first day where I really felt comfortable with her all by myself. I didn't have to call Kristie at work for advice nor did I panic.

In fact, I felt pretty damned proud when I put her down to sleep and after awhile she started fussing but when I looked in on her, she saw me, stopped fussing, and broke out a big smile. I can't tell you how powerful that was.